White Hu, the head of Yanshan clan, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked timidly at the raven honour person. When he saw this person’s face, he was one leng and then angered, "Bold! Who are you? Dare to mind your own business? "
"Master of Monty"
Su Ying smiled. "The patron saint of this tribe is dead, but from now on I will be their patron saint."
"The greatest talker! Looking for death! "
Road flyover crow angrily drinks blood, and the virtual shadow of the pool suddenly moves to directly turn a crow demon into Su Ying.
"An avatar dares to be presumptuous?"
Sue should stretch out her hand and wave, and suddenly a treasure bell clanged and a clear bell rang.
Then there is a scream to the crow road flyover busy directly shattered by his bell.
"Treasure? Who the hell are you, punk? Zun is the leader of the raven clan. You are dead, you know? " Raven honour person dim busy threatened.
"Who do you care who I am?"
Sue should sneer at the idea of moving the bell mouth to aim at the raven honour person and directly turn the income into ashes in chaos clock.
"ah! How dare you refine the incarnation? You are dead! "
With the last tragic cry, the black crow venerable person’s busy body disappears directly.
"Is this human being an act of god except the raven?" murmured the heads of the Yanshan clan.
It is common for the patron saint of the tribe to die physically, but the patron saint of the Yanshan tribe is a wolf demon, but it was not destroyed by the opponent of the crow road flyover
I didn’t expect that there would be humans willing to be the patron saint of the tribe.
The heads of the Iwayama clan have never even heard of it before they first met.
Road flyover refining raven busy Su Ying slowly recovered chaos clock and saw a little girl timidly walking up to him holding a bowl of rice paste and sending it to him.
"Big Brother, are you the new patron saint of our tribe?" The little girl cowardice way
Su Ying couldn’t help but be dumb. The barbarian girl obviously regarded him as a wolf god sculpture and offered a bowl of rice paste to sacrifice.
The little girl watched him eagerly and waited for his answer. Su Ying nodded gently. The little girl cheered and put a handful of rice paste back.
The white-haired old clan leader said that he was relieved and motioned to the people. At once, several barbarian big men were carrying a head of rhinoceros weighing 10,000 kilograms with bare arms and put it in front of Su Ying, and then respectfully retired.
This big water rhinoceros is a monster, but it has not yet taxied. Looking at Su Ying, I dare not move.
There are several boys coming with some sheep and offering sacrifices to Su Ying.
There are also some women holding fruit bowls in front of Su Ying.
Su Ying should be in distress situation. Obviously, these barbarians really regard him as a living patron saint, and the rhinoceros and goat are sacrifices, while the fruit is worried that he is a vegetarian.
"Why doesn’t the patron saint eat these sacrifices?"
A strong barbarian man showed concern and whispered to the old clan leader, "Does the patron saint not like to eat these animals?"
The old clan leader looked somberly and muttered, "I heard that his tribe has a patron saint who doesn’t eat animals and loves to eat people. Every time he sacrifices, he needs to eat a few living people. And the patron saint of the tribe likes to play with virgins to get the patron saint’s protection. We don’t know whether we like eating people or playing with virgins …"
The old clan immediately ordered people to bring several beautiful girls to Su Ying, but they saw that Su Ying looked at herself with a puzzled face.
The old patriarch couldn’t help scratching his head and looking around. "Most patrons like to eat the living. Which one of you will sacrifice?" "
Hua The crowd around him suddenly dispersed, and everyone hid far away. The head of Yanshan had to bite the bullet and sacrifice himself and muttered, "I’ll eat it if I eat it. Anyway, I’m old. If my god can protect my family’s peace, I’ll admit it …"
Chapter one thousand and ninety Tribes come
After the patron saint of Chengyanshan tribe, Su Ying lived here.
Yanshan people regard him as the patron saint, and they are respectful one by one.
I’m very respectful. Sue should be unnatural.
"Is it true that the head of the clan said that you have world tree fragments here?" Sue should be asked toward the white-haired old clan
The patriarch of Yanshan shook his head and sighed, "The world tree is an ancient sacred tree connecting heaven and earth, and then it was destroyed by the first celestial fiend. Where can we have such a small race?"
Su Ying was stunned and asked, "Does the road flyover crow know?"
The patriarch of Yanshan pointed to the distant mountain on crutches and sighed, "God, look at that. It’s our holy mountain. A few days ago, all the trees suddenly bloomed, and even people who are not far from the deadline, such as old people, have gained hundreds of years of life."
"So that’s it."
Sue should nod slightly, look in the direction of the holy mountain, and then stop asking questions.
Outside the Yanshan clan
In the middle, like Wang Yang, the qi and blood surged. I saw a wildebeest with a head and a body length of several hundred feet. In the middle, it jumped like a fly and flew. The horses on the horns were magnificent knights, and Ma Benteng quickly came to the Yanshan family station.
This chivalrous atmosphere is more powerful than qi and blood, and it is a mythical realm. The middle-aged man in the strong is even more the emperor. The floating connection behind the strong is like the sky.
The middle-aged man, dressed in purple, glanced at the mountains of Yanshan clan in blazing with anger, and his eyes were filled with knowledge. "The treasure seems to be hidden in the mountains now. Search for it for me!"
They left Ma Benteng for four times.
A moment later, hundreds of knights rushed in, but these knights were mounted by a flaming crow, and the flaming sun filled their bodies, making the sky red.
"Turned out to be Angle …"
A fire crow carries a great man with a pike on his back and stands proudly and sneers, "Is the Horned Family coming to search for that treasure, too? Very good! Here, ten of thousands of mile in Fiona Fang belong to my crow clan. if you don’t want to die, get out! "
The purple middle-aged man’s eyes are full of pitfalls, and he is about to speak. Suddenly, there are thick smells going up into the sky, and for the sake of the sake, there are many masters coming here in all directions, impressively, hundreds of Wan Li tribes in Fiona Fang!
These tribes are the dominant tribes here, with a large number of people, and each tribe has millions of people with high inheritance, and the tribe * * Feng is also a true god, far from such a small tribe as Yanshan!
Even during the tribal war, these tribes sacrificed sacrifices to heaven, and when they listened to the celestial gods, they would incarnate and join the tribal conquest!